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                               My Party Treasure

                            (Another Hot Wife Tale)
                                 By J. BOSWELL

      My wife, Dawn, and I were married a little over 3 years ago when she was
still 17 and I was 22.  We had dated for a while and neither of us had ever
experimented very much with sex before we met, and we enjoyed sex together, but
all too soon after getting married it became somewhat routine.

      For the last four years, I've been working the midnight shift at "The
Point" and I try to keep a close relationship with my boss, Bob.  Bob is a huge
guy and a really tough boss, but he is alright if you stay on his good side.
With that in mind, I even invited him to my wedding, which was soon after I
started working for him.

      Our apartment is close to work, so Bob started stopping off there after
work to have a few cold beers before he goes home to his wife and kids.
Naturally, at this hour, Dawn was just getting up and was usually still in her
nightgown or just a t-shirt and robe.

      Needless to say, Bob got to see a lot of my wife.  Since this kind of
excited me, and I knew Bob was enjoying it, I told Dawn not to be so shy, and
maybe even sometimes put on a little tease show for his benefit.  Dawn giggled
and blushed when I suggested this, but soon after our little talk, Dawn started
walking around in just her bra and panties, or a short nightie or shirt with
nothing on underneath.  Bob obviously loved this and would tease her a lot
about her big tits or long legs or tight ass; and sometimes he even pulled her
down on his lap, feeling-up her tits or putting his big hand between her
thighs.

      One night, Bob told me he was leaving early, but that he would still meet
me at my apartment for his morning brewskis.  I had a suspicion that he was in
one of his real drinking moods and was going to my apartment to get an early
start -- there aren't all that many places to go at 4 o'clock in the morning --
but there wasn't too much I could do about it.  I just hoped that if that was
where he was going, Dawn didn't piss him off somehow.

      I was right -- Bob's car was already in the parking lot when I got home
and I dreaded Bob's mood since he had a 4 hour head start on the beers.

      When I opened the door, I saw Dawn, naked, sitting on Bob's lap on the
sofa.  Bob seemed to be in a great mood and said that Dawn had been
"entertaining" him in the bedroom for the last four hours, and he hoped that I
didn't mind.

      What was I going to say?  Dawn sure seemed willing and Bob could make my
life hell at work and, besides, the whole thing did kind of turn me on.

      (I later found out from Dawn that she thought it was me knocking on the
door at 4 a.m. and was very surprised to see Bob standing there grinning at
her.  He told her that he had been "window shopping" long enough and was ready
for the real thing. Dawn told me she wasn't really awake yet, and before she
knew what was happening, Bob had her down on the sofa and had dropped his pants
and was trying to enter her.  She said she was scared of him and how strong he
was and she didn't want to make trouble for me at work, so after the first time
he fucked her, she just played along with whatever he wanted to do to her.)

                                     ......

      Well, that visit started a new routine.  Every morning, when Bob and I
got to our apartment, Dawn would blow both of us and then Bob would take her
into the bedroom and fuck her a time or two before he left to go home and she
left for work.  I wasn't all that jealous of Bob, and Dawn seemed to be
enjoying the attention.  She said that it was like having two husbands.  Some
mornings, she'd really put on a show, stripping and strutting around, showing
off her terrific body.

      Even work was going great.  They had to let people go right and left, but
I stayed, and even got a small raise.  When the lay-offs started, Bob put me
into a specialty job classification, which kept me pretty safe from being
bumped.  I worked hard, but I was still a rookie with only four years of
seniority, so I also knew that Dawn entertaining Bob had a lot to do with me
having a job.

      One morning, a couple of months after all the sex started, Bob asked me
if we could have a Bachelor Party at my apartment for one of the guys we work
with.  I said sure.

      Later that morning, as Dawn was kneeling between his legs, blowing him,
Bob asked Dawn if she would be hostess at this party, serving drinks and
things.  Dawn said she'd love to, and would call in for the day off, so she
could stay home and help.

                                     ......

      On the day of the party, Bob and I left work early and got back to the
apartment to see that Dawn had done a great job decorating and getting all the
food and beer ready.

      Bob handed Dawn a box and told her it was something to wear at the party.
Dawn called out from the bedroom that it was too low and wide-cut to wear a
bra.  Bob laughed and said that that was why he picked it.  Dawn did look
fantastic.  The dress was real short and plunged down in the front almost to
the waist.

      When the guys started arriving, Bob made a point to introduce Dawn to
them and you could tell from their looks that they liked what they saw.

      Dawn and I were in the kitchen fixing food when Bob came in and told Dawn
to loosen up and act as sexy as she looked.  He said he didn't buy her that
dress for her to act like "Emily Fuckin' Post."

      Dawn rolled her eyes at me and shrugged.  Then she started serving
drinks, and when she bent over, you could see her naked tits from the front and
her tiny white panties from the back. The guys (there was a total of nine of
us) were going crazy and Dawn was loving all the attention.  Dancing with all
the guys, I could see them feeling her ass or reaching down her dress to feel a
naked boob.

      Soon, Dawn's dress was off her shoulders and hanging from her waist, and
she was proudly displaying her large, round tits for all the guys.  Whenever
she got near one, he would reach up and grab one or even lick a nipple.  She
was going from lap to lap, laughing, kissing and being felt up.

      I went to take a pee, and Bob was just finishing up.

      "Hey, boy," he said, "this party is starting to roll, now. I'm gonna see
if I can talk your sexy, little wife into blowing the guest of honor.  He'd
love that hot little mouth of her's wrapped around his schlong!"

      Bob stepped out of the room, laughed out loud and then told me to come
look.

      The guest of honor was sitting on a chair in the center of the living
room and Dawn was naked, on her knees in front of him, sucking away at his
cock.

      Bob laughed again and said, "I guess she'd had that idea, huh? Damn!
What a sexy little slut she is!"

      In the next hour or so, Dawn sucked all nine of us until we came in her
mouth.  A couple of the guys said they wanted to fuck her, but she said they
couldn't and just had to be happy with what they got.  And they were.

      Bob got sucked off right after the groom-to-be, and I was last.

      As Dawn was blowing me she looked up and said, "Are you having as much
fun as I am?!"

      I could only nod as I began to shoot my load into her mouth.

      When Dawn finished with me, Bob lifted her up on to our coffeetable and
made her bend over so he could slowly insert his thick cock into my wife's
virgin asshole as we all watched and cheered him on.

      She whimpered a little as he entered her, and she begged him to take it
out, but he just kept pulling her back and forth on his prick.  He kept it up
for at least five minutes, before he pulled out of her and commanded her to
suck him dry.  kneeling on the coffeetable, she took him into her mouth and
began sucking and licking and slurping as hard as she could.  Bob shuddered a
moment, and then he allowed himself to shoot his cum into her mouth.

      Dawn stood up, put her hands on her hips, looked around the room at all
the lust-filled faces and said, "Well, after what Bob just did to me, I sure
don't have any secrets from you guys.  Now you've seen it all!  I'm not calling
it quits, but the floor and coffee table don't cut it.  So, if anybody's
interested, I'll be in the bedroom."

      Until the party finally died late that afternoon, and everyone left, Dawn
was available on the bed to anyone who wanted her.  Fucking or sucking -- it
didn't matter to her.  There was a line at our bedroom door all day.

                                     ......

      Everyone had a great time at that first party, and all the guys thanked
me at work the next day.

      Since then, we've had a lot of parties and the guys from work often just
stop over for a quick blow job or fuck on the way home in the morning.  Bob has
even brought his boss over several times to enjoy Dawn's easy pleasures.

      Dawn's having a ball and just told me that her younger sister is coming
over to join in the fun at the next party.

                           ..........................
                           (c) J. BOSWELL, March 1990

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